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Black Eyed Peas
Black Eyed Peas
Künstler:in
William Adams
William Adams
Stimme und Gesang
apl.de.ap
apl.de.ap
Stimme und Gesang
Taboo
Taboo
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
William Adams
William Adams
Komponist:in
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Komponist:in
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Komponist:in
George Pajon Jr.
George Pajon Jr.
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
William Adams
William Adams
Produzent:in
Dave Pensado
Dave Pensado
Mischtechniker:in

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[Incomprehensible] As soon as A La stepped off the floor People started hollerin' for more Beggin' us to bless 'em with an encore You know the Peas, they game to do that for sure No matter what the coast we be on Pacific or Atlantic, we stay strong Foreign or domestically, we conquer All obstacles professionally an' rock on An' that's exactly how we made it rock, made it rock We turn this on an' then we make it hot, make it hot We also known to cause a state of shock, state of shock We start at 2, then go to 10 o'clock, 10 o'clock 10 o'clock the next day that is, day that is No matter what city or state that is, state that is Don't ask no questions, that's the way that is, way that is Don't ask no questions, that's the way that is [Incomprehensible] Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Introduce Posdonus, y'all, 'nus y'all Sticky like cous-cous, y'all, cous, y'all Be the words that I apply, apply My peeps mass, karma N.Y, N.Y. Check it out, you see, you other emcees sound like brother emcees Raised by the same pop an' mother emcees While I got a lot of brand in my name, I'm recognizable Leavin' me the cash amount that's quite sizable Rich in that English that's broke as hell That's why my niggaz in the hood understand me so well Its the modern rap type talk, used to walk All over your ears, you hear the thump, this track pumps like Well order, some others fell short of the line of finish You didn't practice harder at the scrimmage Now my image is the golden cup My career is dirty compared to yours, it's all washed up Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York We, we, we, we regulate an' cross plates, destructs ya Toss coins to distract it an' we bust ya Minds blow bigger than tempers out in Russia Cuss like a sailor, make you shame like Thelya Stitch a verse tailored to fit, spray paintin' your spit On the deco we art, spread apart I raid mo' tracks than flicks in "Beat Street" With kicks until the sole wear out, never that We weather that, you light in the ass an' feather that Heavy like black leather coats, you pleather that Last dick on the line, we way ahead of that Squeezin' like Freddie Foxx an' his two glocks Rocks don't impress niggaz who speak to God We get jams to make a tuna melt Held down by the beep, beep, beep, we strictly, new getty Two fifty up in front of the mic, so what it look like? Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back, back, back, back, an' forth From Cali to New York Back [Foreign content]
Writer(s): Kelvin Mercer, David Jolicoeur, William Adams, George Pajon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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